Tito Lopez - Y.O.U. lyrics

Let me tell you who I am And what this life really meant to me Young n******g barely been living the quarter century Mentally I'm ahead of these lames Also ow I'm grown, I ain't understanding these games I'll be in the zone like the drinking weekend song I'm on a whole other level Roulette bets with the devil On whether I'd be successful at this rap sheet He get read, I'm there Give me heaven per 7 I'm black b**h On you, what's the question you? Well we're basically I've been taking me Out of my element And making me question myself sponsored links And if I'm relevant Mistaking me for one of these n******gs with no talent Hating me, make me wanna resolve the violence Silence is all I need to be good I just need to be successful I don't need to be hood I'm trying to grow up, get invited to the Grammy's Show up, win song get upstage and play all salsa For you You got a question over yourself? You know what they say I was heaven sent just to represent I'm y'all boys to the hood I want my n******g Got choice to show'em just where we come from Miss me with hat hum drum Leave a couple of nuts on your face That's a love song Punched, about to get beat down Shots come up in a reason to slow down I don't speak loud, but deep down I think you boys mad 'Cause I'm doing everything you wish you had And I do it for you See just sh** down and let me talk 4 minutes I don't trust nobody in this freaking world Ain't met a b**h, yeah, fit to be my freaking girl Y'all on that socialite sh**, f** a socialite Music and none All them VH1 a**holes they usually from Demanding me, possess no vanity Heavy as the hand of G No D, but I hope he understanding me Standing three feet away from gold, very patient Keep the iron on my side for you Barry Masons And I ain't never had sh** But three heads on the clock One hand on my dick and one hand on the mic Just hoping something might slip Before I'm too old to sit Pace maker either sh** that face like bricks I get kicks f**ing with your mind For leisure Staring contests with the blind See you Everybody know I can rap but enough I'm from Mississippi, they all was trying to make it tough This ...homey X 86 I was born in '87 so in all can take a dick Take a dip in a pool of acid and let it eat through Maybe you'll find your heart and be through Divide for you Swag door for you I'd do it for you All for you Swag do it for you Not for me for you My underdogs Swag do it for you To tine own self be truer